Royal Road
Chapter 117
Chapter 117
Wei Xi had been too easy to talk to recently, causing Ling Zhen to often forget his dominating personality and become extremely courageous while dealing with him.
Ling Zhen became even angrier when she was pressed on the sofa. Her dark almond eyes were blazing with fire. She struggled back and forth under Wei Xi’s hands and she even kicked him secretly.
“Why are you forcing me!” Ling Zhen angrily shouted.
Seeing this, Wei Xi was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled slightly.
He suppressed all her movements with one hand, and waited until she calmed down before slowly leaning over and whispering softly in her ear, “This is called forcing you, huh?!”
He hadn’t done anything yet.
Wei Xi’s voice was soft, but hearing that Ling Zhen suddenly shuddered. She realized belatedly how dangerous this posture was, so she quickly started behaving well.
Her tender neck was right next to his big hands, and Wei Xi gently stroked it with his fingertips, feeling the beating of her pulse. Then he asked softly, “Can we go now?”
Ling Zhen who had suddenly gained her consciousness had lost all of her courage. She was timid and obedient at this time, “Yes, I can.”
…How can she beat him?!Wei Xi then slowly let her go, stood up as if nothing had happened, and asked her to go back and quickly change her clothes.
Ling Zhen rubbed her face as she walked while thinking, can’t he just talk nicely?
Just to let her go to that concert, he’s trying way too hard…!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The concert will be held at the Grand Theater in the city center. It will be divided into two sessions.
The first half will be performed by the Berlin Symphony Orchestra, which will play Symphony No.7 and other world-famous music masterpieces. The second half will be full of piano vocals and piano solos.
After all, she was going to attend a formal occasion, so Ling Zhen changed into a printed shirt, paired with a black woolen skirt, tucked her slender thighs into her high boots, and covered herself with a thick long black coat.
When the two of them arrived at the theater, the performance was about to start in fifteen minutes, and the upper and lower floors of the theater were all full.
Maybe because of New Year’s Eve, many of the audience were couples, sitting in pairs, and their postures were quite hot.
Ling Zhen followed Wei Xi to the second-floor room, which was facing the stage. The golden hall was bright and spacious, and the stage was in the center of the light source, which looked very dazzling.
Ling Zhen whispered to Wei Xi, “What should I do if I don’t really appreciate the opera?”
Although Ling Zhen also liked singing and dancing, she had not been exposed to Western classical music after all.
But the audience around her seemed to understand the performance very well, and she was a little worried.
Wei Xi sat next to her, with his arms behind her, as if silently holding her in his arms, “It’s okay, just listen casually.”
The first half of the symphony slowly began.
Ling Zhen was exposed to opera for the first time, and she was directly shocked by the magnificent momentum of all the majestic instruments intertwined together.
This was also the first time Ling Zhen truly appreciated the artistic level of mortals. She unknowingly immersed herself in the notes for a whole hour and completely forgot about the people around her.
Wei Xi’s hand slowly hooked Ling Zhen’s black hair scattered on her shoulders, his dark eyes directly swept over her a few times, and finally smiled helplessly.
Originally, he just wanted to celebrate the New Year together, but he didn’t expect her to like the performance.
When the first half was over, Ling Zhen’s little face was rosy with excitement and her eyes were shining, “Great!”
Hearing that, Wei Xi raised his eyebrows, “You didn’t want to come at first.”
“I was wrong…” Ling Zhen softly smiled, “Thank you boss for taking me.”
Ling Zhen also carefully listened to the piano and vocal performance in the second half.
The piano and the vocal performers were the only ones left on the stage. The lights dimmed and the stage was only under light.
Ling Zhen looked at the singers’ devoted expressions and her heart suddenly moved.
Compared to standing in front of the camera, Ling Zhen seemed to prefer standing on the stage, using dance, and singing to express her thoughts.
Maybe she could return to the fairyland, or maybe she could never leave this place. But when she first came, her only goal was to save her life, and now she was about to achieve it.
So, maybe she can do something she really likes.
Ling Zhen watched the performance with shining eyes and silently took note of it.